[Verse]
I love animals, especially when they're dead
So get it embedded up in your head 'cause I'm headed to the Red Cross
I'm snapping dogs' necks like it's a hobby of mine
'Cause I'm rapping like a turban when I'm snapping this cat's spine
I love hitting deer and making these hounds fight
To you they might be screaming, but to me it just sounds like...
(Oooh, ooh)
If PETA begs me to stop
Like my cock was lodged down in their sensitive spot
And I rocked these polka dot furs from dogs that I killed
Along with ten other dogs, Greenpeace ain't thrilled
'Cause on my way to work
I try to hit as many squirrels and deer as I can
Endangered species are like harder targets
They greet me by my first name in the black markets (Oooh)
With fresh carcass, shredding like guitar picks (Ooh)
Yo, I’m known for killing raccoons
And baboons and kangaroos for a thousand smackaroons
And the Chinese butcher cook it well with more ash than Kutcher
If you find your dead pet in the yard, you can bet it’s me, Mr. Poultry
Chopping down the tall trees
Feed it pellets, I ain't talking about the Pedigree
Ha, you just made an enemy (Oooh)
Here, try giraffe: it's cooked and tastes heavenly (Ooh)
The only good animal is the livestock
So sit back with me and watch these felines rot
Killing animals is great, fuck the rules
If you're scared of the wild, just grab the right tools
[Outro]
Shoot the fucking birds out of the sky, and they're singing:
We fall again, we fall again (Grab your weapons, bitch)
We fall again
We fall again
(Uh, just watch them fall, uh)
I got these birds screaming like angels (Yeah)
When they fall out the sky, they looking mad grateful (Uh-huh)
Grab your shotguns and grab your rifles (Uh)
Have these birds looking sleepy like NyQuil
We fall again, we fall again
We fall again
We fall again
Uh

[Santa's Brother]
You do realize this is a song about killing animals?

[Filthy Frank]
Oh, let him rap about what he wants, he's just a boy